Amid the roar of Dean Li, Zhang Kun was bombarded out of the dean's office in a embarrassed manner.

Dean Li, behind the desk, looked at Zhang Kun who was running away in a panic, sighed, and then suddenly laughed.

This little guy is really small.

At the age of seventeen, I can actually complete a large-scale craniotomy surgery independently.

That is to say, he still has countless potential and shaping?

Dean Li is already thinking about such a clever medical skill at such a young age, so he should accept a closed disciple to inherit his medical skills.

This kid is really a wonderful material.

Maybe, I should really think about it.

...

After being yelled by Dean Li, Zhang Kun ran out of the dean's office in a panic and ran a long way before stopping.

Then he looked at the dean's office in the distance with a wry smile: "I didn't mean to hide it, he didn't ask before."

After saying that, Zhang Kun sighed helplessly, then looked at Ye Nantian who was floating beside him with a smirk: "It was bombed out, what should I do now? Have the intern doctor been ruined? Then should I come tomorrow?"

"Stupid!" Ye Nantian's face turned up: "How could he be so ruined? Dean Li didn't say he didn't want you, just come tomorrow."

"Is this true?" Zhang Kun was still a little hesitant.

When Dean Li yelled at him just now, it was really loud. If you come again tomorrow, will you be kicked out?

Alas, forget it, let's try it. If there is hope, I will try it first no matter what.

After making a decision, Zhang Kun looked at Ye Nantian: "What should we do next? Do we need to do something?"

"Cool salad." Ye Nantian shrugged: "You can do whatever you want. When you enter the central hospital, what's going on depends on the opportunity. Wait. If the time comes, I will tell you."

"Okay then!" Zhang Kun shrugged indifferently.

Ye Nantian was not in a hurry, so he was even less in a hurry.

Anyway, if you can really go to the central hospital, you will get a salary.

And, four or five thousand...

Every time Zhang Kunjiu thought of this number, he couldn't help but drool. How many big meals could he have?

With a drooling look on his face, Zhang Kun left the hospital in a daze.

It was almost six o'clock after leaving the hospital. Zhang Kun found a hotel to solve the dinner problem. Then, at Ye Nantian's prompt, Zhang Kun walked around the nearby clothing store.

In Ye Nantian's words, are you planning to dress like this to go to work?

Ye Nantian said that Zhang Kun is not very old, a guy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a very tender face.

If you go to work like this, it will definitely cause a sensation and even cause some unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, Ye Nantian suggested that Zhang Kun should buy a few slightly mature clothes. It is best to wear glasses or something, which would be better if it could show a little bookishness.

Therefore, after Ye Nantian described the possible problems that Zhang Kun might encounter if he did not make any modifications, Zhang Kun resolutely decided to take a look.

Finally, after working hard for two hours, Ye Nantian looked at Zhang Kun with satisfaction.

A slightly mature shirt, casual trousers, and a pair of flat glasses with black frames.

Although Zhang Kun still looks a little tender now, at least he is a little mature than before, and he looks about twenty-three or four years old.

Although it cannot achieve Ye Nantian’s most ideal appearance, this is enough.

To be honest, Zhang Kun also feels quite interesting about his current appearance. He is plaid shirt, casual trousers, and a pair of black-framed glasses...

Zhang Kun nodded in the mirror with satisfaction. It felt really different from usual, and it had a sense of adulthood.

The only thing that made Zhang Kun slightly dissatisfied was that, Wuwu, the consumption level in Nanshan City was too high, and just like this, it actually cost Zhang Kun three hundred oceans.

"Damn those treacherous bosses, they made at least two hundred yuan in profits." Zhang Kun thought viciously.

"But okay, everything is to be a doctor." Zhang Kun thought helplessly, but when he thought of getting a high salary of four or five thousand yuan after becoming a doctor...

Zhang Kun is already considering that the stick education he may receive after dropping out of school is compared to the attraction of four or five thousand yuan...

After thinking carefully for a long time, Zhang Kun finally sighed helplessly.

Well, if I really dare to drop out of school, then my dad would definitely dare to lift the shoulder pole, press himself in front of the ancestors, and then beat him hard so hard that he couldn't get up for a month or two.

Moreover, in that case, my mother would never stand on my side.

Well, maybe, my dad is tired of beating it, and my mom may take the shoulder pole and continue to beat me up. Well, it is very likely...

Imagine the scene of being beaten up by my parents in front of the ancestors and ancestors together.

In the end, Zhang Kun could only give up this impossible fantasy.

Woooo..., cute high salary, I can only wait for me to graduate, and then I will definitely make enough money.

Zhang Kun swore fiercely to the bright moon in the sky.
Chapter completed!